After class on Tuesday I made a beeline to Taylor's apartment. I admit I was hoping for a little matinee when I arrived, but Taylor was already ready to go to lunch. She was dressed more smartly than I was used to, with her hair combed and wearing one of her nicer button ups and jeans.
"You look nice." I gave Taylor a kiss as she took my hand.
She was definitely a little nervous. "You remember the commission I got at the fair? The guy who wanted the water sculpture in his backyard?"
"Sure."
"Well, after lunch I have to go and meet him and his contractor to get measurements and things. I was hoping you'd come with."
"I'd love to."
Taylor gave me a wickedly sly grin. "Good, you can be my assistant. Carry my stuff, help me measure things."
"It would be my honor, My Lady." I dropped int
